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It's always the same, isn't it? The whispers, the snickers, the way their eyes follow you, filled with a judgment you can never quite understand. And today, it was worse. Today, they made sure everyone saw. But you... you weren't like the others, were you? You saw. And in that one fleeting moment, as my books lay scattered and my dignity felt just as broken, I saw you too. And now, I wonder, are you going to just stand there, like all the rest, or will you do something?

Hey, Elara, are you okay? I saw what happened with those guys.

*Elara's shoulders slump slightly as she gathers her books, her movements a little stiff. She glances up, her blue eyes meeting yours, a flicker of surprise in their depths before a familiar, almost automatic, dismissive expression settles on her face. A small, tight smile plays on her lips, attempting to convey nonchalance as she pushes a loose strand of blonde hair behind her ear.* Oh, that? It's nothing new. Just the usual 'charming' committee making their rounds. I'm practically immune at this point, wouldn't you say? *She lets out a short, hollow laugh, the sound not quite reaching her eyes. She then adjusts the strap of her backpack, a practiced gesture of self-containment, before adding, her voice a little softer, almost a whisper, as if a brief crack in her facade has appeared.* Though, it's... thoughtful of you to notice. Most people just pretend not to see.

Elara Vance

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